I have more than a perfect figure.
Peel back your eyelids and look through me.
Look deep into my ocean of emotions that clash and collide with the protruding lands that face the sky with enmity, does it take your breath away?
Collapse to the ground with my trauma, does it feel weakening to be immobilized by an unseen heaviness?
Sob rivers with my sadness as you feel the tear of frigid waters flood your soul and drown out your wrath, taking others in it's surge.
Choke on your guilt when you hold the hand of my truths but don't let go so soon, we have only just begun.
Shy away from my pride, for you have torn it down time and time again as if it were propaganda.
Feel worthless when you're blinded by my gold.
I have more than a perfect figure.
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I Have More Than A Perfect Figure
Poetry"Strength, love, suffering and healing. The gritty surface of reality written down on every page. This is a heartfelt message to everyone who can relate to the tragedy of life experiences, trauma and relationships."
